The Storm Inside Me.

6. Working

Porchay was in a car so big that he didn't even know how to position himself correctly, Porsche had insisted on picking up his little brother from the hospital, which had nearly sparked a new war between the new head of the Minor family and Kimhan Theerapanyakul.

"Can I know how long you've been close to that dude who looks like a jerk ?!" Porsche grumbled and stopped the car.

"Hia..."

"I'm in the car, and you know it." Kim's voice rumbled from the back.

Porsche looks in his rear-view mirror and he gives the youngest of the family a dark look before whistling. He didn't like the way Kim looked, he didn't trust this guy and he could clearly see that Porchay was in pain. He turned completely towards him:

"Touch my little brother, and I'll kick your ass, is that clear? Don't even think about it."

Kimhan raised his eyebrows, very unimpressed and Chay growled, he got out of the car first, Kinn was waiting for them by the big glass doors.

" Hold on. "

Porchay immediately stopped moving, Kim came up to him and Porsche walked past them without a glance. He was way to mad after them.

"Do you want really to stay here?"

Chay shrugged before looking at Kim:

"Hia forbade me to live with you. Besides, he forbids me to be far from him,actually. If you really thought that I was gonna be your dog following your around, you can dream it. I am reduced to the stage of a baby being watched over by surprotective big brother. You can take a breathe, you won't have to keep an eye on me, P'Kim. "

Kimhan rolled his eyes, Porchay could really become a burden when he decided to behave like this. Kim intended to speak with his brother and his father: he knew he could keep Chay under his protection and he would. Porchay was his. He just needed time to make it clear for everyone.

"Porchay!" Porsche turned around, he called his little brother back and the latter gritted his teeth before following him.

In the elevator, Kim looked coldly at Kinn and the latter tried to appease Porsche. Kinn hugged his boyfriend.

''Ai'Porsche..."

"YOU. Shut up, you knew and you didn't tell me. Chay is my little bro, not a fucking toy for your family'jerk entertainement ! " Porsche's tone wasn't joking, he was furious.

Kinn took a deep breath before suddenly stopping the elevator and he looked at his little brother, "Get out."

They weren't even on the right floor, but Chay obediently followed Kim, trying to avoid Porsche's screams of rage.

Kimhan grabbed Porchay's wrist and led him through many rooms before finally coming across a large black door.

" Where are we going ...? "

Kimhan just cast a cold glance at the young boy before opening the door, he waited for Chay to come in but the latter was afraid: during his coma, he had had a kind of strange nightmare where Kim had kept him chained in a cage...

"Come on in." Kim growled almost pushing Chay inside, and he turned on several small white lights.

Porchay blinked several times, they were in a huge room, a music studio. There were a whole bunch of musical instruments.

Much more relaxed, Chay walked over to a green guitar and Kim crossed his arms, pointing to the object:

"It's GreenyRose, Kinn's guitar."

"P'Kinn can play the guitar?" Chay was surprised by this revelation and Kimhan made a face of disgust.

"He tried...."

Kimhan walked over to a piano before sitting down comfortably and he quickly texted. Porchay continued to wander the room, brushing his fingertips over each guitar. It was strange to find himself like this, as before, with the idol he had adored so much and the man he was in love with. Porchay wanted to leave....

" Sit down. "

The young man's heart trembled, Kim kept giving him orders and he always obeyed, but that never seemed to calm the anger in the singer's eyes.

"I'm waiting for explanations, Porchay. "

Chay looked up at Kim, he frowned, was that guy serious?

"I owed my brother an explanation, not you."

Kimhan nodded slowly before looking back at his phone and he smiled, a cold smile.

"Kinn calmed down your brother, he accepted that you become my assistant as the new guitarist for the singer Wik. Let me tell you one thing: you have no choice. Porchay I know that you have not been to the interview for the university of music, if you refuse this opportunity, what are you going to do? Stay locked in a room forever? Trying to kill yourself again by taking that damn drug? "

Porchay looked down immediately, his cheeks flushed with shame. He hadn't tried to end his life, he only wanted to prove that he was capable of... of acting as he wanted. But everyone here kept giving him orders, as if he was a stubborn young child.

Kimhan stood up, he grabbed a small sachet of white powder and Chay almost choked on his saliva from the shock. Kim's voice sounded like a slap in the face as he tossed the bag into Porchay's lap:

"Either you accept it or you take this shit and die. Make up your mind."

"P'KIM! "

Porchay was outraged but Kimhan's serious face made the situation horribly tense. With an angry gesture, Porchay threw the bag on the ground and he shouted at the top of his lungs:

'' ARE YOU HAPPY?! I WON'T TAKE IT! DAMN IT. "

Kim nodded, he kicked the bag containing the drugs before raising his icy gaze again towards the youngest.

"Congratulations, I'm officially your boss."

..............................................................

It was a bad idea. The worse thing Chay ever experienced in his entire life.

Porchay was almost harassed by all the other employees. Especially because the great recognized and adored Wik treated Chay with such coldness that everyone thought they could treat him like that.

"Clean that up for me. Hurry up.'' rumbled the voice of a sound technician, an old bearded man.

Porchay took a deep breath, set the coffee mug down on the manager's desk before reaching for a rag to clean the floor. The technician laughed like an idiot before spilling his mug filled with boiling coffee on Porchay's hand, who screamed in pain:

"Here, look, there's a stain left..."

'' YOU FREAKING MOTHERFUCK ..."

Porchay was holding his hand, it was already turning run from the burn and he was in so much pain that tears were streaming down his pretty face.

Unfortunately for him, he felt a dark aura on his back, and when Porchay looked up, Kim was staring at him, still in full makeup and hair, ready to go on stage.

''Watch your language" the latter hissed.

Porchay bit his lip and he stood up, hiding his hand behind his back.